My Summer Satire Testo

Your ghostly breath fills the air like the smoke from this cigarette, it's climbing high, it folds like a paper bird then fades in an ode to the night.
So don't forget that anyway you look at this it's through, when you die i hope you know that the day dies with you.
For all of this, i wish you well.
I sit atop tall buildings watching your light, she fights the skyline, her breath merges with clouds... a chance to knight my summer satire. Honest declarations and honest eyes, i can't stand the waiting. When this night ends it all begins, i bet you 10,000 blue skies.
We'll search the world for that perfect blue sky, no rock left unturned, i hope it's not the last time i bid you farewell... i wish you well. And for what it's worth i'll donate this fake smile if you say that i'll show you a sunrise you'll never forget... i wish you well.